I should be writing something else right now, but the old man in a neon yellow safety suit ran up the hill again and I wanted to share that with you.
Since I moved here, I’ve noticed a tall and skinny old man who runs around the neighborhood every day. Every day. He wears a full body suit (it looks to be rain gear or something) with a hood. It is bright yellow. You’d see him anywhere. His gait is a little stiff, but he never seems to miss a day and gives it his all.
I’m inspired by him. I think we can all be inspired by someone with that kind of determination. I’d put him at 65 at the youngest, but he hasn’t given up. It makes my hesitance towards ever achieving my fitness goals silly.
Instead of being jealous by someone who might be fitter than you, or have something you don’t, aspire to achieve more yourself. Use them as inspiration! It brings more positivity into your life.
Frost trying to defeat the vibrant red berries.
That is me right now.
Eyes, strained and bugging out from searching for and applying to jobs for hours.
Skin ashen, zombie-like, from not exiting the house for anything but to get some Subway reallyquick.
Insane, glazed expression, from spending hours redesigning portfolio website because it seemed like the right thing to do today.
And so much more!
Gah, I’m going to stop writing fragmented sentences and take a deep breath. Ok, I did it. Good. Today was another long day in searching for a job. Got my first rejection email as well, which is expected but still depressing. I think between today and yesterday I managed to apply to at least another 10 or so graphic design jobs.
I’ve been trying to overhaul my portfolio and show better range in it, but it ends up frazzling my brain, hurting my back and neck, and just mentally draining me. It isn’t the design part–its coming up with something to design. I can’t just say “random tea shop” and design. I need to know the high concept of the shop, the name of the shop (oh NO, not the naaammmeeee) where it is located, etc.
But I’m trying. I’m making progress, and I think that is what counts. I’m trying to keep a positive attitude, but it can definitely be hard sometimes. I think the key is to work hard on it for most of the day, then just get the heck OFF the computer. Which is what I will do now.
I bid you adieu!
Lately my schedule has been swamped, making it impossible to go to the studio to get in my daily practice. I do stretches at home to keep flexible and relieve stress, but I never do sun salutations or try to flow in more challenging poses. I kind of felt like without a teacher directing me on what poses to move into, I would be lost.
But some yoga is better than no yoga, so I’ve committed to a small practice on days I can’t go in. So far I’ve gone for about 30 minutes and, much to my surprise, I know a lot more about flowing and sequencing than I thought I did!
Doing a home practice has proven to be a great way I can practice poses that we don’t usually do in class, or that I like. It also gives me time to fully go at my own pace and never worry about taking too long in a pose or not keeping up. Even though I’m good at tuning out people around me in class, when at home alone obviously it becomes even easier to focus and maintain my dristhi since there isn’t anyone around.
The workout itself is different, too. My yoga towel is great, but it definitely makes things slippery and I don’t go as far into poses like Warrior I as I could because of the slippage. At home I tend to go deeper into poses and hold them longer. I love the heat in hot yoga classes, but you get a very different experience when you do it without.
That’s it on that. If you only do yoga in a class environment, try doing it at home. You’ll be surprised at what you know and what you can do!
Ahhh, it happened. It happened so terribly.
Clean eating? Yeah right, what is that? I had a major four day setback on my clean eating effort. It’s funny how I can go from clean and vegetarian to Dairy Queen two nights in a row, dinner out with my mom, then huge sloppy joes at D&D. I’ve done some introspective thinking on the matter and here is what I’ve concluded.
Day 1- I was stressed out from taking care of my boyfriend who was extremely sick with the flu.
Day 2- I was depressed about my car having issues with its transmission.
Day 3- I figured since I’m out, I might as well REALLY go all out.
Day 4- I decided since I failed so terribly the passed few days, there was no point in portion control.
Now, for my own emotional sake, I want to establish to myself how I can stop this in the future and also a post-mortem of it.
1. The last thing you need when stressed is bad food. Instead, do some deep breathing and eat a healthy dinner before someone asks you to eat something bad. (lol!)
2. External factors like depression don’t have to mean eat food. YOGA. Do. More. Yoga. When the urge to eat comes, just do a couple vinyasas.
3. A common excuse for me is always overdoing it when I go out. There are other options at restaurants that the heaviest option. Next time, go for something lighter.
4. This is totally irrational. What happened the day before does not have to ruin today. Remember, every day is a new day to start fresh and healthy.
So, the need to plan ahead the next few days is vital. Here is the menu (today I have some tricky situations but I WON’T let them defeat me.)
Sunday (today): High tea with Katie and Erin’s birthday party. I won’t eat much at Erin’s because I have a healthy chicken dinner I’m making at home.
Monday: Roasted beets with a crumble of goat cheese, wild rice.
Tuesday: Flank steak with roasted sunchokes. (Tredmill arrives today possible, yay!)
Wednesday: Spicy coconut soup and daikon carrot slaw.
Snacks: plain Greek yogurt, nuts, fruit!
Ok, I know I can rally and get it together. After all, I was doing so wonderfully before this mess! I was sleeping better and just felt great.
To battle! =)
I took this photo so long ago for a photography assignment. It was a series, but this one has always spoken to me the most. Windows, for me, are what is between me and something I could be or should be doing. It is often representative of a barrier or a reminder of where you are. It doesn’t matter what you see outside of the window; what is in focus, what matters, is you behind it.